LICENSE THESE LYRICS AT SONGBAY
She wore a long black dress then
She said a widow's prayer
She brought a bouquet to him
It's been three years since she buried him there
He was a fighting man once
With rough and rowdy ways
He had a pistol with him
He would have been thirty in just 17 days
He had a knife put in him
When he shot Billy Mae
He did not die till morning
Billy he then died the next day
And now she mourns him Monday
Oh with a small bouquet
And there's more flowers Tuesday
Which she leaves on the grave of Billy Mae
© 2018 Max Sparber
